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Leonard Redux: The Return of Beth Leonard Redux, or The Return of Beth Taylor There it stood. Proud. A testament to his manhood, and to Beth?s talents. A thick, glistening shaft of black manhood. Ten inches tall, easily two inches across and ramrod straight, pointing to the ceiling. It was circumcised and beautiful? such an amazing cock that even the man secretly watching the scene develop enjoyed staring at it. The ebony tower pulsed, rocking as if in a strong wind. The man?s blood continued to course through his veins, past his massive testicles, each the size of a bloated golf ball, behind the coarse, tightly curled pubic hair and up the shaft of his massive erection. It pushed into the ripe, pink gay butt, delectable knob gay butt at its crown. Each pulse made the bulbous gay butt head shake slightly. As it rose above the man?s athletic torso, the cock tapered slightly from the base against his groin towards the glistening crown. The shaft curved ever so slightly towards the man?s chest, and a bit off to the left. The flesh was dark, much darker than the chocolate of the rest of his body? the contrast one a dark and bittersweet European chocolate against a more gentle milk chocolate. Whatever the flavour, Beth Taylor loved chocolate. A soft piece of piano music played but the room was otherwise silent. Light from a dozen candles placed all around the room illuminated the area with a warm, subtle light that the perfect complement for the music. The silence of the black man showed that he understood gay butt that a single word would mean the end of the game. His name was Leonard and he lay on his back, low to the ground. His hands were snugly tied, each to a hook screwed firmly into the frame of the futon that held him. His legs were also spread wide and tied off to gay butt hooks at the foot gay butt of the small bed. Leonard?s body dwarfed the mattress gay butt as his hips rested within a foot of the bottom of the bed.

And Leonard was completely nude. His body glistened with the sheen of massage oil that Beth had been rubbing into it for a long time now. She had convinced Leonard that he would enjoy the little game, and he was up for anything, as long as it involved his luscious, buxom, blonde goddess: Beth. Leonard was a friend of Beth?s from a trade show where they had met about a year previously. He was 32 years old, about seven years Beth?s junior. He stood six feet, one-inch tall and had the build of a track and field athlete: powerful arms flowed into strong shoulders and a rippled, muscular chest. His legs, as he lay on the bed, were tensed slightly, making the muscles in his thighs distinctive, and sensual. His hands were large, even for his frame; Beth has said many times that it simply proved the old adage that a man?s cock gay butt was reflected in his hands gay butt and feet. It certainly was true in Leonard?s case. Now, the man lay there, as he gay butt had for an hour or more, naked and bound. He was powerless, and Beth made him believe it, of course, as she continued her ministrations upon his flesh. Unfortunately, or was that fortunately, Beth had yet to touch Leonard?s cock. This had pushed him into a delicious but agonizing period of gay butt erection. He had long prided himself on cock-control, but this was something new; his busty gay butt lover now had him in her grasp, both literally, and figuratively. It was going to be a long afternoon. With Leonard gay butt?s cock at its massive maximum, Beth continued to slide her warm hands over the lover?s dark skin. Still she continued to avoid his penis. She had begun with a light drizzle gay butt of massage oil from a gay butt squeeze bottle, letting it run first onto his chest from waist high. The thin stream had traced gay butt a random pattern across Leonard?s pecs as he flexed gay butt them for his lover. The oil gay butt dripped down one powerful thigh, then across the gay butt other. It ran over his flesh, glistening erotically and highlighting the man?s musculature and smooth skin. She had finished her preparations by dripping the lightly-scented oil, one drop at a time, onto Leonard?s soft penis. It had been laying conspicuously? how can such a massive piece of man-flesh, even soft gay butt, not be conspicuous?? along one thigh. Soon, the drips had caused a reaction and the monster that was her lover?s cock began to stir. The shaft thickened first, rising slightly, then the gay butt cockhead. Beth stopped dripping the oil on Leonard. That was enough, she knew.